Friday, September 25, 2009

Australia: Where my unfinished business is at.

29. Place yourself.
create maps with any context you like

This work in progress is my map of the stuff I haven't done around Australia yet. One of the most shameful thing about Australians is that we don't do enough exploring of our own beautiful country. For some reason we all pack up and go to Europe, when we have so much to explore right here.

I can totally see myself travelling the country in a camper van, checking out all of the freakin' gorgeous places along the way. One day, one day...

View Where my unfinished business is in a larger map

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Thursday, September 24, 2009

Morning with Heaven

6. Count your blessings.
Think about what's going right in your life, in your day, or just in general.

I woke up before him. He'd come in bed with me through the night, and the sight of him sleeping in the morning was nothing short of breathtaking. His skin is delectable. His face makes me want to smile-cry.

I touched my Man Cub's cheeks and forehead, and watched his mouth corners twitch.

I kissed his nose. I kissed it again.

Some curls stuck to his neck with sleep sweat, others softly fluffed up on top. I ran my fingers through them and he moved his head to the other side, disturbed.

The skin under his arms holds his first wrinkles. Faint pink lines, like on his palms, in the softest white skin. With his hands above his head, one nose tucked into his elbow pit, they were mine for the tickling. A gentle two-fingered stroke. Mouth corners twitched, gentle breath intake through the nose. I smiled again, involuntarily.

He still didn't rouse. I kissed his cheeks, chin, forehead, nose, shoulder. I ran my hands over his left arm from shoulder to wrist and examined his beautiful hands, never without dirt under his nails. I kissed his perfect pout, now with bottom lip jutted out and brow wrinkled with disturbance. His nostrils flared.

He looked like Heaven.

I took in one last breath of him. One last look at the one face I want to commit to memory forever. The one face I don't want to change, but can't wait to see what it looks like next. The one face I would choose to look at every day, forever, last.

Just when I thought he couldn't get any more captivating, his long black lashes fluttered open to reveal his shiny blue eyes. Then he smiled. His big smile with twinkling eyes, dimple and baby white teeth. And I knew his feelings mirrored mine.

He flung his little arm around my neck, "Mmm... Mummy!"

Monday, September 21, 2009

Sex = Baby

47. Promote truth.
"Outline ten truths you believe to be universal."

1. If you have sex, you WILL get pregnant.
2. Splitting the bill on a date is about the most tacky thing ever.
3. You should never be financially reliant on another person. You want money? Make it yourself, girls.
4. Natural birth is the most empowering thing any person can ever do. Nothing a mere male can even dream of doing could ever hope to measure up.
5. Clean teeth make you go faster.
6. You can always look better by walking away from the mirror, and coming back to look from another angle.
7. The weak run away. If/when they come back, they have gained some wisdom. If they stay, they have strengthened.
8. Regrets are useless. A step in the right direction will cure what ails you.
9. Fake tan fixes everything.
10. Farts are just about the funniest thing in the world. Especially when the joke is shared with a three-year-old.

Apparently no one cares...? Well FINE THEN.

My latest Amazon order is in, and included is Maggie Mason's No One Cares What You Had For Lunch; 100 Ideas for Your Blog. Well colour me inspired. As I am still finding my feet with the old bloggeroo, I thought it might be a fun and educational exercise to give every single idea in the book a good go.

There will be no lunch to speak of. There will be 100 blog posts in 150 days. (I figured blog posts in two out of three days was not too ambitious). I probably won't do them in order, but I will do them all eventually.

So let us begin. Tomorrow.